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Chapter 195 Taking the Spirit Plant Final Exam Early

Jiang He endured the pain and did not throw away the four bowls of radishes in her hands. When she turned her head, she only saw Wang Xian's disappointed expression.

Jiang He was pushed off the skytrack by the crowd.

The car door slowly closed, and Wang Xian looked at Jiang He, her eyes filled with undisguised hatred.

Jiang He held the radish in her arms tightly, without a trace of a smile.

She summoned her spirit sword and rushed to the planting class classroom. There were still traces of the earth spikes that Wang Xian had used to attack with earth spirit energy on the back of her hand. If it were someone else, being hit hard without any defense might have made them drop what they were holding.

Jiang He had been protecting these four pots of radishes to prevent such an accident from happening, but she never expected that there would actually be such a wicked person.

Harming someone without cause.

Jiang He didn't intend to take action herself; if she did, it would be considered a mutual fight.

She's been very busy lately, and her cultivation time has been squeezed out quite a bit. This time, she brought Radish with her because she wanted to talk to Lin Zhen about her studies in the planting course.

It's a bit difficult to learn planting knowledge on your own, but she has a foundation in agriculture, so she can manage to keep up. If she could learn Jiang He on her own, she would have a lot more time.

Using her spiritual power to wash away the dirt from the back of her hand, she rode her spirit sword and looked at her classmates.

Perhaps it was because she was holding four bowls of radishes that she was too eye-catching, as many people around her were looking at her.

Once she sat down in the classroom, Jiang He could feel the intense gazes around her.

Lanmu, who had been reminiscing on the skyrail earlier that day, quietly sat down next to them. Her eyes sparkled as she gazed at the four pots of vibrant radishes, filled with envy.

"Jiang He, you're amazing! These are the radish seeds that Teacher Lin gave us back then, right? I didn't expect them to grow so big after just one month."

Zhang Xia also came over. She was a terrible student and had to repeat this course. Looking at Jiang He's radish and thinking about her own made her feel incredibly depressed.

How can the differences between people be so great?

The radishes that Jiang He brought attracted most of the attention in the planting class classroom.

Some people held the textbook in one hand and compared it to the radishes Jiang He had grown with the other, their eyes filled with undisguised astonishment:

"A healthy plant with beautiful leaves."

Some people were envious of the radishes in Jiang He's pot:

"You're exaggerating by saying it's only been a month. The textbook says that the growing period for autumn radishes is generally 25-60 days, but in reality it takes two months."

"That's true. How could they mature in just one month? They don't look like radishes grown normally. Radishes shouldn't mature that quickly. Teacher Lin's radishes take a month and a half to mature, so how come they only take a month for Jiang He?"

"That's outrageous! What kind of good radishes can you get from a month's supply?"

"Now that you mention it, I also feel something's not right. Could this radish be a spiritual plant we bought? It looks too perfect, exactly like the one in the textbook."

"It's very possible that she bought it so she wouldn't fail the course and could fool us, and also get Ms. Lin to give her a high score."

"If she really bought it, then Jiang He will be in big trouble. Lin Zhen hates students cheating the most. Failing a course and having to retake it is considered lenient. Someone once went to the market to buy spiritual plants and handed in his final exam paper, but Lin Zhen rejected it."

Then, not only did the basic planting fail, Lin Zhen kept suppressing that student's score.

The end result was that the student would never receive the credits for that course; failing to meet the required credits for compulsory courses led to their expulsion from the university.

"Oh my god, Jiang He is really in trouble now. I think she's definitely going to fail this course."

"Ah, are you telling the truth or not? These radishes look so fresh and lovely."

"Being fresh and beautiful is one thing, cheating is another. Who knows where this radish came from, whether it was grown or bought? Someone knows perfectly well."

"Everyone, take a look when class starts. Teacher Lin will know what's going on when she sees it."

"Everyone, keep your voices down, Teacher Lin is here."

As Lin Zhen entered the classroom, the noise subsided.

Jiang He braced her hands on the table, unaffected by the surrounding noises. The familiar scene reappeared, which felt somewhat ironic.

She placed the radish under the table.

Lin Zhen's lesson today focused on the various illnesses that spiritual plants might develop and how to treat them.

As soon as he arrived, before he even turned on his personal terminal, one of the students in the planting class suddenly shouted out a sentence:

"Teacher Lin, Jiang He brought a radish spirit plant today, it seems she's going to complete the final exam."

Taking the initiative, Lin Zhen glanced at the student who had spoken and Jiang He, only then noticing that there were indeed four spiritual plants under Jiang He's table. Judging from the leaves, they were undoubtedly radishes.

Lin Zhen silently watched Jiang He. Ever since he invited Jiang He to the seminar and was rejected, Lin Zhen had become indifferent to Jiang He. He had thought that Jiang He had good talent and would definitely become an excellent planter in time.

But the Jiang family's tone of refusal was too firm. Lin Zhen was not one to fawn over those who were cold-hearted, and he would carefully correct every class assignment.

He read through a lot of Jiang He's submitted assignments.

It must be said that Jiang He is indeed particularly talented in planting theory. Lin Zhen wanted to invite Jiang He to discuss academic matters with him several times, but Lin Zhen remained indifferent to Jiang He because of his pride.

It wasn't until someone mentioned Jiang He's name during this class that the situation changed.

He recalled the final exam he had assigned at the beginning of the semester and glanced at Jiang He indifferently:

"Jiang He, are those four bowls of radishes your final exam paper? I support students who have completed their final exam papers submitting them early, but the premise is that they must be honest."

Lin Zhen frowned as she looked at the basins under Jiang He's table. The leaves of the four radishes were completely separated, which was a clear sign that they were ripe.

But only a little over a month has passed since the beginning, so how could this radish have matured so quickly?

Lin Zhen glanced at Jiang He, a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

If he was cheating to fool him, then Lin Zhen had misjudged him.

Jiang He underestimated the wickedness of human nature. She originally planned to talk to Lin Zhen after class and ask her to reduce her class time if she passed the assessment.

Now it's been exposed to the public.

Jiang He stopped trying to hide it and placed the radish in front of Lin Zhen:

"Yes, Teacher Lin, the radishes are ripe and can be dug up today."

Lin Zhen didn't want this student to go astray. It's rare to find students who would try to fool him by buying a potted spiritual plant these days, and he never expected Jiang He to do such a thing.

He will explain the situation to the Sword Cultivation Academy after the course ends, and Lin Zhen will not let Jiang He pass this course.

"Jiang He, sometimes being diligent isn't a bad thing..."

He wanted to say something more to Jiang He, but when he sensed the wood elemental energy he had marked on the spiritual plant, Lin Zhen froze in place.

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